When you and me argue with each other
It makes me feel alive
Something beautiful about talking to you
And sharing with each other
I'll bring you crumpets and crabmeat bites
And bring them to your chair
It is possible to be happy
It is possible to be okay
At night I hold you in my arms
And you whisper to me your fears
Maybe you were turned into a creek
And your waters burble on and on
The fears and secrets that flow over your rocks
The pebbles are your tears
On and on you flow through my valley
Like a story without an end
He was the brook to my forest
The quenching rain to my leaves
The thing that kept me going
We kept each other alive
Like two hands on the same strength
Our home was in the city
But you could see the stars
In Jesus' Name,
Amen